Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

On July 9, early in the morning, Song Ci was in the cloakroom carefully preparing for today's interview.

Abandoning those fashionable and **** dresses, Song Ci finally found herself a pure white silk shirt and a misty blue mid-length skirt covering her hips. She changed clothes, **** her curly hair, put on high heels, and went out on the subway.

Wangdongcheng is the most prosperous metropolis in China. It has a large population and it is better to drive on the street than to walk. In a hurry, Song Ci took the subway. She was also a fashion blogger with more than 2 million followers. She didn't want to be recognized. Song Ci put on a mask.

Affected by the virus some time ago, it is not surprising that everyone encountered people wearing masks on the street.

Song Ci arrived at the interview location 15 minutes early.

Zeus Airlines, 9th floor.

Today’s 9th floor is a bit lively, there are quite a lot of interviewers, all men. Among them, there are young college graduates, experienced captains, and retired air force.

Hearing the sound of high-heeled shoes, these elders turned their heads and saw the hot body of Song Ci, they all shined.

These interviewees regarded Song Ci as an employee of the Zeus Aviation Administration Department.

When Song Ci took off the mask on his face, revealing the beautiful cheeks, and smiled politely at them, these elders were even more surprised.

Where does this fairy come from?

However, when Song Ci calmly walked to the waiting chair next to them and sat down, took out the resume in the bag, and put on a posture of waiting for someone to call for an interview, the faces of these men finally showed surprise. color.

A young man who seemed to be only twenty-five and sixteen years old, with poor concentration, was the first to talk to Song Ci: "Beauty, are you here to interview the pilot too?"

Song Ci nodded.

The young man said: "My name is Du Zitao, I graduated from the 18th Fengchuan Flight Academy, how about you beautiful?"

Everyone raised their ears and heard Song Ci say: "Civil Aviation University, 20th graduate, Song Ci."

Hearing this, Du Zitao suddenly exclaimed: "You are the Song Ci of Civil Aviation! The most beautiful school flower!"

Song Ci's name is known to all the college students of the domestic aviation college. There is no other reason, because every year when running for college flowers, the Song Ci of Civil Aviation can always use a stance to crush the female students of the major colleges and universities across the country, occupying the throne of the most beautiful school flowers.

Even if they haven't paid homage to Song Ci with their own eyes, they have heard of Song Ci's name. Besides, Song Ci is a civil aviation company. In the future, people who want to fly planes will pay more attention to Song Ci.

Song Ci was embarrassed to be recognized.

Du Zitao took out his phone on the spot, smiled blindly at Song Ci, flatteringly said: "Song Beauty, do you mind adding a WeChat?"

Song Cichao blinked his eyes, smiled and declined: "Adding WeChat will be avoided. When the interview later, you will be merciful and give me a way out. The little girl is grateful."

Hearing this, Du Zitao, who just wanted to add WeChat as a friend with her, immediately returned to his seat with his mobile phone and sat down in a hurry.

Beauty is precious and work is more important.

Song Ci sneered in his heart: Ha! the man.

Soon, the interview began.

One after another was called in, and they only stayed inside for a few minutes before coming out. When Song Ci noticed it, almost everyone pursed their mouths and frowned. Song Ci was a little puzzled by the tangled and struggling look.

What's the matter, is it because the interview questions are too tricky?

After waiting less than twenty minutes, it was Song Ci's turn.

Song Ci embraced the idea of ​​going home to become an Internet celebrity if the interview was unsuccessful, and walked in calmly with his head high.

Pushing the door and entering, Song Ci glanced at the interviewer in the room quickly. There are five interviewers, three women and two men.

After Song Ci sat down, she was neither impetuous nor guilty. She raised her head, her eyes calm as water, from left to right, carefully looking at the interviewers.

On the far left is a woman in her early forties, wearing a light blue suit, with her hair **** and light makeup. She looks a little rigid, but not mean.

The second from the left is a woman in her early thirties. She has a plain appearance, but her confident gaze gives people a feeling that this woman can bear a heavy responsibility. The third person is a man, who should be the main interviewer, but his expression is kind.

But the smiling tiger is unattractive.

On the other side of the man, sat a beauty of the royal sister's style. This beauty puts her hands around her chest and looks at Song Ci with interest, probably already recognizing her.

Looking to the right, Song Ci was startled.

The man on the far right is just sitting, also stiff, and his head is a lot higher than the others. It is not difficult to imagine how proud he is when he stands up.

Under his short black hair, his gray-blue eyes are like Baikal, deep and clear. The man stared at Song Ci quietly, his eyes were no surprise, no joy, no contempt or discrimination.

How should I put it, Song Ci has a feeling that he looks at himself as if he is looking at an ordinary stone.

Song Ci looked down quickly, and the pure land in his heart burst.

It's him!

The man who appeared briefly in her life but made her remember deeply!

Song Ci raised his head again and stared at the table in front of the man. On that table, there is a black thermos cup and an identification card——

Han Zhan.

Even the name was exactly the same as the name in the dream, and Song Ci's breathing suddenly became heavy.

The introduction on Han Zhan’s identity card was too concise, with only one name and no information on the position. There is a saying that is right. The fewer words in the report, the more serious the situation. The more concise the identity introduction, the more mysterious the person’s identity.

I found that this beautiful interview lady was staring at Han Zhan intently, and the other four were a bit funny.

The man in the middle clenched his fist to his mouth and coughed slightly.

This cough can be regarded as awakening Song Ci.

Song Ci hurriedly raised his head, smiled at the interviewer, and sincerely apologized: "I'm sorry, I lost my mind. I have been on a Zeus plane several times, but I didn't expect your employees to be as beautiful as your company's service level. , It’s satisfying to pick no mistakes."

Five people:"..."

I don't know if it was an illusion, the other four people looked at the man on the far right after hearing this.

Han Zhan looked at Song Ci calmly, but he said something in his heart——

Flirtatious and unreliable!

The Beizhan was good at observing words and colors. He saw that Han Zhan was not satisfied with Song Ci's first impression, and he might have to be brushed up again.

However, the Bei Zhan himself was somewhat interested in Song Ci.

You know, among the interviewees here today, there is only one flower, or a graceful peony. The Northern Warfare knows Song Ci, the first lady, she is unparalleled in beauty, who doesn't know about Wangdongcheng?

The Northern Warfare himself was also a small fan of Song Ciyan Dog's army.

Besides, they Mr. Han is 32 years old this year, and he has always been a single dog, so it is better to get along with girls. Isn't it the best opportunity to recruit a female trainee to fly?